Chapter 252 The Oven Exploded

Old Eleven was beaten to a pulp, who else would dare to go up?

"Xitong, Senior Brother only has one question left."

Second Senior Brother raised his hand.

Jia Xitong nodded. "Go ahead."

He's starting to resemble Teacher Tong.

"Is the art of talisman drawing something that you and your junior brother both possess, or is it only you who can do it?"

Jia Xitong smiled slightly, "Don't you already have the answer in your heart about who can and cannot?"

This air of superiority left the group of clueless senior brothers bewildered.

Now that I think about it carefully, Junior Brother Yan has a reputation as a master talisman maker, but he has never drawn a talisman in public. On the contrary, Xi Tong is generous and lavish, giving away several Mi Su talismans at a time.

Wait, the Sumeru Talisman?

Suddenly, the eleventh senior brother's eyes lit up. "Xitong, can you draw the Sumeru Talisman?"

After the eleventh senior brother finished asking his question, the eyes of the other senior brothers also began to light up.

"meeting."

Eleventh Senior Brother: "You teach this too?"

This skill is like a goose that lays golden eggs.

"……teach."

Anyway, even if she had a hundred hands, the talismans she could draw would still be in short supply, and she didn't need to earn money to support her family now, so she might as well give her senior brothers some benefits, "as long as everyone can learn how to draw them."

Teacher Tong is just that generous.

His generosity left everyone stunned for a moment.

"It's better not to teach us."

As the senior apprentice, how could I let Xitong suffer a loss?

The eldest brother, considering the bigger picture, shattered the eleventh brother's dream of getting rich quick, saying, "But each of the senior brothers will give you a talisman, so you can't escape, you little rascal, how dare you hide for so long."

The eldest brother said smugly.

If you don't dare to ask Junior Brother Yan for help, then you can't ask Xi Tong for help either.

He then added, "Except for the nineteenth prince."

There are three of the nineteenth prince!

The eldest brother is so clear-headed.

"Senior brother, don't go off-topic. I'm advising everyone to cultivate talismans!"

Jia Xitong reiterated her purpose, then told the only seated senior brother to stand up, take out the statue of the God of Talismans and place it on the stool, "Why are you all looking at me? To worship the god."

The raccoon formally introduced the God of Talismans, "This is the patriarch of the Way of Talismans, Hu, Zhong, Ping!"

As the saying goes, one must accept the consequences of a bet. The eleventh brother was the first to kneel down, and with a deep breath, he shouted, "Greetings, Grandmaster!"

Jia Xitong was very satisfied with her eleventh senior brother's discerning eye.

She looked at the other senior brothers, who were looking at the eleventh brother.

"What are you looking at? Kneel down!"

Urged on by Jia Xitong, the nineteenth brother knelt down, the tenth brother knelt down, and the fifth and sixth brothers also knelt down...

In the end, only the eldest brother remained, stubbornly standing.

"Senior Brother?"

Jia Xitong flew to his side.

The eldest disciple stood ramrod straight, declaring, "A disciple of Qing Shuang Peak will never follow anyone else."

These words immediately filled the other nineteen junior disciples with shame. Why hadn't they been so enlightened before?

"No, senior brother, this is just an elective course. You are still a member of Qing Shuang Peak."

Jia Xitong whispered to him, "You can only have one master, but you can have many beliefs!"

This makes a lot of sense.

Under her (forceful) reasoning, the senior brothers and Niu Chuanchuan knelt down in neat rows before the wooden statue of the deity.

Jia Xitong squatted beside the wooden statue of the deity, solemnly presiding over the worship ceremony.

"A bow!"

"A second bow!"

"Three bows!"

"The ceremony is complete, rise!"

Twenty believers, oh, mission accomplished.

The raccoon put away the wooden carving, fluttered over to Shang Yanting's side, and eagerly unfolded the embroidered scroll.

The embroidered scroll remained unchanged, except for the character "壹" which was glittering.

"No way."

All that effort for nothing.

Jia Xitong thought about how much she had just earnestly explained, and how her fellow disciples had even kowtowed three times. Yet, twenty people hadn't managed to light up the character "拾" (shí, meaning "pick up").

"Lord Fu Shen, you did this on purpose, didn't you? You give me a sweet treat, then you give me a big stick. I've even kowtowed to him, but you still haven't lit up the character 'Shi'."

Just as she was complaining, everything suddenly went black. A distant, deep voice reached her ears.

"To open the case file, one must be a person of utmost sincerity."

Being down-to-earth means that only believers who genuinely worship and admire you can be considered; those who are forced to do so, like the fellow believers, don't count.

The God of Talismans is very shrewd; he doesn't compromise at all.

"Xitong, what's wrong?"

The senior disciples watched as the raccoon carrying the wooden carving ran to the center of the golden talisman and shouted at her.

"It's alright."

Jia Xitong put away the embroidery scroll and flew back, "Starting tomorrow, we will begin teaching talismans right here in the main hall."

She had already planned out her first lesson: the origin and development of talismans.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, her fellow students waved to her with alarmed expressions.

"Small bucket, behind!"

"Slim bucket, fly fast!"

"Charge!"

...

Amidst the shouts, Jia Xitong felt a sudden brightness before her eyes, followed by a deafening roar and the shockwave of an explosion, which pushed her back six or seven meters in an instant.

As she regained her balance, a figure descended from the sky and caught her.

It is Shang Yanting.

He landed lightly with her in his arms. Jia Xitong's first reaction upon seeing him was, "Host, darling? You successfully refined the pill?"

"……No."

It failed.

The oven exploded.

That's why there was such a huge commotion.

After the explosion, they went back. The ground was a mess, covered in black powder. The furnace had rolled to the corner, but even the violent explosion hadn't shattered it.

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